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Time passed slowly, and before anyone realized it, the martial contest was about to begin.
On the outskirts of Ten Thousand Snake Island stood a towering mountain of immense grandeur. At this moment, the mountain was bustling with activity, filled with the sound of chattering voices. At the summit, numerous platforms had been carved out, exuding a majestic atmosphere.
By the time Mo Yu and his group arrived, the mountaintop was already packed with people, creating a sea of heads. Above the skies, the occasional sound of wind tearing through the air could be heard as figures descended one after another, resembling a swarm of locusts.
"The initial stage of the martial contest is not the main event but rather a sparring session among the strong contenders from different factions. Such tournaments are an opportunity for major powers to recruit talented individuals as clan guards or honored guests."
"Haha, since the benefits of being an honored guest are substantial, many strong individuals aspire to catch the eye of these top-tier factions.
After all, in the Southern Sea, having a reliable backer can provide much-needed support, and these clans also offer resources for cultivation," Shui Ling explained with a smile as she walked alongside Mo Yu, providing more details about the tournament's purpose.
Mo Yu nodded slowly as they walked. Surrounding him were the Shui sisters, one on either side, creating an impression of intimate camaraderie that drew the attention of countless onlookers.
The Shui sisters were renowned beauties in the Southern Sea. Each of them alone possessed a charm that could captivate a nation, and together, they were an irresistible duo, leaving countless men entranced.
However, since the Shui Clan's recent clash with the Black Tail Clan over a camp, their reputation had been on the rise. The family had gradually regained its position as one of the five major clans in the region, thanks to a key figure—the silver-eyed youth Mo Yu, their formidable external ally.
Though rumors about Mo Yu's origins varied, one undeniable fact was that he carried with him a powerful Dou Zun expert. His background was undoubtedly extraordinary, which deterred even the most envious or resentful individuals from provoking him.
Of course, trouble always found its way to the protagonist. Before Mo Yu could even take his seat, a raspy and cold voice rang out behind him.
"So, you're Mo Yu?"
Hearing this hostile voice, Mo Yu frowned slightly and turned to look. Not far away, another group of people was entering the venue.
This group exuded a chilling and dangerous aura, with each individual radiating terrifying strength. Their expressions were icy and murderous, resembling anything but humans.
Leading this group was a robust man with a bald head gleaming under the light. His muscular body exuded a fierce and savage presence. When he grinned, sharp teeth gleamed, sending chills down one's spine.
"It's the Crown Prince of the Two-Headed Flood Dragon Clan…" Shui Muqing's expression changed dramatically as she whispered in alarm.
Hearing this, Mo Yu's face grew more solemn.
The Two-Headed Flood Dragon Clan was the dominant force of the Southern Sea. Even when compared to the Three Valleys of Central Plains, they were likely just as strong, if not slightly superior.
Mo Yu's gaze lingered on the bald, ferocious man. His aura was indeed formidable, as the rumors suggested, emanating a sense of danger. His presence was akin to that of a terrifying beast lurking beneath the sea's surface.
Sensing the overwhelming strength radiating from the Crown Prince, Mo Yu couldn't help but acknowledge inwardly that this opponent would be a difficult adversary.
"Muqing, you rejected my marriage proposal only to find yourself a pretty boy?"
The bald man's rugged face twisted into a ferocious sneer as he spoke, his voice filled with disdain.
As his words fell, the Black Flood Guards behind him surged forward, encircling the Shui Clan group and creating an immediate air of tension.
Meanwhile, more groups entered the venue one after another.
Each group's arrival was met with cheers from the crowd, signaling that these were the representatives of the Southern Sea's top factions.
Among these entrants were sea folk of various forms and appearances, as well as the Yuan Clan and Black Tail Clan members Mo Yu had encountered earlier.
Observing the commotion, a black-clad youth from the Yuan Clan smirked coldly. It was none other than Yuan Ling, who had clashed with Mo Yu during the Shui Clan's auction.
Like the vengeful Yuan Clan, the Black Tail Clan members also watched the scene with glee. Wu Jun and Wu Mang wore cold smiles, clearly relishing Mo Yu's predicament.
"Not only did this brat offend us, but now he's also drawn the wrath of the Two-Headed Flood Dragon Clan. Even if he has a strong Central Plains background, he's in for a tough time!"
Other factions, however, appeared indifferent to the unfolding drama.
Back in the center of the commotion, Shui Muqing bit her lip, her face pale with anger. "Crown Prince, I don't even know you. Why should I accept your marriage proposal? Please stop being unreasonable!"
"Hmph, no woman I've ever fancied has escaped me. What's so special about this pretty boy? If you become my Crown Princess, no one would dare challenge the Shui Clan's position among the five great clans!"
The Crown Prince's eyes burned with a greedy possessiveness as he stared at Shui Muqing.
His words left the onlookers stunned, and they silently mocked him. With that face, don't even mention competing with Mo Yu—any bride would probably cry on her wedding night.
Though they ridiculed him in their hearts, none dared voice their thoughts aloud. After all, the Crown Prince's infamous ruthlessness was well-known in the Southern Sea.
Rumor had it that ten years ago, while traveling, he came across a bride on her wedding day. Enamored by her beauty, he slaughtered her entire family just to claim her.
The bride's family had been quite influential in the Southern Sea, yet they were annihilated by the Crown Prince, causing a sensation at the time. As for the bride, it was said that after the Crown Prince grew bored of her, he devoured her in one bite.
This gruesome reputation earned him the title of a child's worst nightmare, and even Mo Yu had heard of it during his conversations with the Shui sisters.
Were it not for this reputation, Shui Muqing might have been forced to endure humiliation and accept his proposal for the sake of her family.
Unfortunately, the Crown Prince's nature was irredeemable, and even in human form, he remained a savage beast. This stirred a flicker of killing intent in Mo Yu's heart.
"You must be the Crown Prince Jiao. I've long heard of your reputation. They say every member of the Two-Headed Flood Dragon Clan has two heads?"
Mo Yu greeted him politely, even cupping his hands with a smile.
The Crown Prince, caught off guard by Mo Yu's amiable demeanor, hesitated. His crimson eyes flickered with suspicion.
Though ruthless, he wasn't stupid. Despite Yuan Ling's provocation, he wasn't ready to act recklessly without knowing Mo Yu's background.
After all, anyone who traveled with a Dou Zun expert likely had powerful connections in Central Plains.
Although the Two-Headed Flood Dragon Clan dominated the Southern Sea, they paled in comparison to the mighty races of Central Plains's Beast Region. Likewise, Central Plains undoubtedly harbored many formidable human forces.
If Mo Yu came from one of the powerful human factions, then even his Two-Headed Flood Dragon Clan would not dare provoke him.
However, seeing Mo Yu behave so respectfully, the Crown Prince Jiao began to suspect that Mo Yu might simply hail from a small clan in Central Plains, unworthy of fear.
Thinking this, the Crown Prince Jiao's arrogance grew. Smirking, he boasted, "Indeed, every member of my Two-Headed Flood Dragon Clan is born with two heads. As long as both heads aren't destroyed, we won't die. We're far superior to you lowly humans."
Upon hearing this, Mo Yu nodded in understanding before coldly replying, "In that case, I suggest you leave immediately. Otherwise, I can't guarantee your two heads will stay on your shoulders."
As his words fell, silence blanketed the entire area.
All eyes turned to Mo Yu. This silver-eyed youth dared to claim the heads of the Crown Prince Jiao—both of them?
The crowd erupted with excitement. For those spectating, this was a rare spectacle. The Crown Prince Jiao, a figure of renown in the Southern Sea, was being openly threatened. Such an occurrence was truly unheard of.
Even the likes of Yuan Ling, Wu Jun and others were stunned as they looked at Mo Yu. They couldn't tell if he had a formidable background or was simply arrogant beyond measure.
The Crown Prince Jiao, having been humiliated, wore a grim expression. His gaze toward Mo Yu was filled with malice.
"I don't care what faction in Central Plains you come from. Based on what you just said, if I don't cut out your tongue, even if your elders come here personally, my Two-Headed Flood Dragon Clan won't let this go!"
The venomous threat sent a chill through the crowd.
Whether ordinary onlookers or powerful elites, no one doubted the truth of the Crown Prince Jiao's words. His ruthless and vengeful nature had been proven time and time again over the past decades.
Merely cutting out Mo Yu's tongue would be merciful. Were it not for the icy-white Dou Zun powerhouse standing behind him, the Crown Prince Jiao would have long since torn Mo Yu apart.
Hearing the threat, Mo Yu's expression remained calm. He said indifferently, "Many have threatened me before, but they are all dust now."
"You sharp-tongued brat!"
Seeing Mo Yu's calm demeanor, the Crown Prince Jiao no longer cared about his background. At this moment, all he wanted was to rip out the silver-eyed youth's tongue.
"Ao Guang, take care of this brat for me! If I don't teach him a lesson, my anger won't subside!"
The Crown Prince Jiao turned to the burly middle-aged man behind him, clad in black-scaled armor.
The man, exuding a fierce and terrifying aura akin to a deep-sea flood dragon, stepped forward with a cold smile. "Rest assured, Your Highness. This brat dared to insult my Two-Headed Flood Dragon Clan. He'll pay a heavy price for it!"
The atmosphere grew heavier as the man took a step forward, his presence pressing down on everyone like a boulder.
"This is... a two-star Dou Zun!"
Sensing an aura slightly stronger than Tian Shuang Zi's, Mo Yu's expression became solemn as he stared at the black-armored man.
The Two-Headed Flood Dragon Clan truly lived up to its reputation as the overlord of the Southern Sea. A two-star Dou Zun was a figure who stood at the pinnacle even in Central Plains.
While Mo Yu was deep in thought, the icy aura of Qing Zhi behind him surged forward, shielding him from the black-armored man's oppressive energy.
"Oh? This chilling aura... Not bad. As expected of a Central Plains powerhouse. But a mere one-star Dou Zun is not worth my concern!"
Although Ao Guang's face tightened briefly at the icy chill, his lips curled into a sneer upon sensing Qing Zhi's one-star Dou Zun cultivation.
The difference between Dou Zun ranks was vast. Even a one-star gap was like the difference between heaven and earth, impossible to bridge through ordinary means.
Despite Qing Zhi's aura affecting him slightly, Ao Guang still held an overwhelming advantage.
"Then let's see what you're capable of," Qing Zhi replied coldly, standing firmly in front of Mo Yu.
"If you're seeking a beating, don't blame me for being ruthless!" Ao Guang smirked as his powerful aura erupted.
A terrifying trident appeared in his hands as his energy surged. The weapon's might caused the void to tremble with each swing.
Not to be outdone, Qing Zhi condensed a spear of black ice, layered with a faint silver radiance from the Frost Spirit Silver Thunder embedded within it.
Both sides prepared to clash, their auras rising to a peak. But just as their confrontation was about to erupt, two stern voices rang out.
"Enough!"
The sudden interruption was accompanied by two powerful auras no weaker than Ao Guang's, instantly suppressing the escalating tension.
Two figures—one in a yellow robe, exuding a scholarly elegance, and the other clad in crimson scales resembling armor—appeared between Ao Guang and Qing Zhi, halting their battle.
The immense energy radiating from these two figures made it clear that they were both two-star Dou Zun powerhouses, representing the Xuan Clan and the Scaled Armor Clan of the Sea Clan, respectively.
Their expressions were grim as they faced the Two-Headed Flood Dragon Clan and the Shui Clan.
"As guardians of Ten Thousand Snake Island, are you unaware that Dou Zun-level battles are forbidden here?
If you continue, do you intend to destroy Ten Thousand Snake Island and make enemies of all the top factions in the Southern Sea?"
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